As I type this, my beloved Yankees are getting the parade they deserve down the Canyon of Heroes. I was there in 1998 and the parade is amazing and lovely. It brings to mind something my wife said to me yesterday as I left the house in my Yankees jacket, “so it today national asshole day?” She said this because she realized I was about to walk proudly out of the house and boast about my team’s 27th World Championship.
Speaking with my cousin, I realized it’s not one day, it’s now National Asshole Year. What does this mean? It means I am going to enjoy it until the World Series winner is crowned next year. I am going to remind every Red Sox fan I see that the natural order to the universe has returned. I am going to be a Yankees fan when there is no baseball being played. I am going to boast about my team and make up for nine years of abuse and questions like, “how can you like THAT team,” and “don’t you think the Yankees should let someone else win,” and “the Yankees just buy talent, anyone could do that.”
So today I say to all non-Yankees baseball fans out there… EAT IT: the New York Yankees are WORLD CHAMPIONS.